i wanted to be ruined —
a little more than i wanted
— to be loved
The fact of the matter is that they’re both rusty. Does Kiada care? Not at all. Not as long as she gets what she’s invited him for. Everything else, how good it was, how long it lasted, mattered little to her. She was sure she wouldn’t last long either once he fills her. But she has her own small game to play, watching his eyes smolder and simmer with the act she does, lips quirking into a smirk as she fits the protection onto him, and hums lightly to him, legs shifting a bit more to make room for him.
The thrust into her hand only ignites more of a feline curl of her lip, head tilting back into the pillow as if she’s to guide him — but he takes some control, or loses it? And she leans into the trailing touch of her side — eyes dark with hunger as he lowers himself to her. Along with his gasp, there’s a sharp intake of breath on her end, eyes locked on him through shadowed desire and hooded lids, waiting for the only thing she wanted.
And then he pauses, and she could almost scream with the frustration of it. It wars within her as her hands trail up to his neck, scraping her fingernails along his skin and tangling in his hair, a pull at those dark locks, legs shifting once more to raise on either side of him and lock to try and pull him in. She’s not above begging for it right now, if he makes her, but gods she’s going to try her hardest to get him to give in before her.
The thrust into her hand only ignites more of a feline curl of her lip, head tilting back into the pillow as if she’s to guide him — but he takes some control, or loses it? And she leans into the trailing touch of her side — eyes dark with hunger as he lowers himself to her. Along with his gasp, there’s a sharp intake of breath on her end, eyes locked on him through shadowed desire and hooded lids, waiting for the only thing she wanted.
And then he pauses, and she could almost scream with the frustration of it. It wars within her as her hands trail up to his neck, scraping her fingernails along his skin and tangling in his hair, a pull at those dark locks, legs shifting once more to raise on either side of him and lock to try and pull him in. She’s not above begging for it right now, if he makes her, but gods she’s going to try her hardest to get him to give in before her.
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
